Call me Master.

You guys. I'm going to grad school. 

I was just accepted to the Public Policy program at George Mason University! What whaaaaaat. 

I'm filled with equal parts excitement and dread. I'm stoked that I'll finally have a real answer to the typical DC inquiry, Where did you do your undergrad?" However, I'm guessing that as of August, any semblance of a social life is out of the question. 

I am also trying not to think back to my days at UTA (five whole years ago). Working full-time while going to school suuuuuuuucks. I have never been more exhausted. Or done more drinking. And now I'm old as shit. 

But I need to train myself to once again keep my eye in the prize, because I know it will be so worth it in the end. 

So I guess it's almost time to go shopping for a new Trapper Keeper and blue jeans. Because I'm going back to school!